Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 222

Chapter 222

Mary chuckled softly, her laughter echoing in the quiet room before she quickly resumed her stern facade. “You brat!”

Curtis glanced at Leanne, looking for any sign of intention towards him, but found none. So, he took matters into his own hands and grabbed the gift bag she had brought.

It was empty. Nothing left.

He looked up at Leanne, searching her face for any sign of guilt, but she appeared completely at ease, not a hint of remorse in sight.

–

Feeling somewhat left out, especially after noticing Phillip flaunting a Montblanc pen – not that it was anything special, but still, he didn’t have one Curtis felt a sourness in his mouth as if he had just bitten into a fresh lemon.

Ungrateful girl. And after all he does for her.

“Nice. How did you know I needed a bag,” he said, holding the empty paper bag with an air of satisfaction.

Leanne was rendered speechless by his comment.

In the odd, quiet of the room, Jennifer rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming

  1. his blood pressure monitor, was tempted to check his levels

    and there.

    bear the tension any longer, cleared his throat. “How about we start

    dinner?”

    room, the servants had already laid

    Mary to the dining room, suggesting, “Maybe you should take off your scarf. It’ll be

    put it back on me

    sit next

    to sit next to her. This

    over there,” Leanne offered.

    have a seat,” Jennifer was too tired to argue with

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    down, puzzled by Mary’s whimsical behavior that evening, but

    why.

    to Mary,

    stayed for a while before deciding to

    didn’t insist on her staying and had the driver

    come in from the cold wind, but she refused, waving

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